Tuesday, March 24, 2009

Quit Knocking on my door!

Perhaps it's my own fault for living in a rather "democratic" town filled with million dollar homes, but I still never asked to be subjected to the Obama Army that came a-knockin' on my dollar this Saturday afternoon.

I was one of the unlucky ones to have my doorbell rang on Saturday, making my dogs bark un-controllably (they could smell the Obama stench). So, I went to the front door to greet my neighbor, who proceeded to ask for my signature for Obama's education, health care, energy, blah blah blah reform. So they could send the petition to Congress (not certain what the signature was really going to accomplish).

I politely told him, "You know, I'm gonna take a pass on this one." And slyly stuck in, "but, good luck with getting your signatures." As I walked back inside I said to myself, "you'll NEVER get one from me..."